The Dou Qi cultivation of the Master of Suffering is in the realm of chaos in the second stage of Shenwu, and the bitterness has also reached the realm of the first stage of Shenwu, which seems to be only a gap of one stage, but it highlights the cultivation of Dou Qi, and the higher he goes, the more powerful he becomes.

At the time of the eunuch's decree, the bitterness had been silently luck in the body, and after a few weeks, it reached the maximum strength of Shenwu. With such a sneak attack completely successful, I didn't expect that not only could I not kill the suffering with one blow, but I could also slap back and shock myself back a few steps.

However, the Master of Suffering knew that his heart and lungs were greatly damaged, and he spurted blood from his mouth and stood on a table.

"The abbot is too stubborn. Fuyang Zhenren stepped forward and smiled, "Don't you know that the next sentence of the one who obeys the sky is the death of the one who goes against the sky?"

"You... You guys.. Have you already colluded together?" Suffering gritted his teeth and said, "Senior Brother Bitter, do you really want to break your bones and return to Hu Yuan's alien race?"

"Senior Brother Abbot, I can't help it. "After all, the bitterness is still a Buddhist monk, his face is ashamed, and he doesn't dare to look directly at the suffering, "I know you very well, and I will not accept the gift of the imperial court, but the foundation of the Buddha Sect for thousands of years is probably going to be destroyed in one fell swoop." ”

"Amitabha!" said with his hands together, "Could it be that if you obey the imperial court, the foundation of the Buddha sect will not be ruined?"

"I don't know. Bitterness shook his head and said in a choked voice, "I don't know, I don't know." ”

Hu Yunlong quietly closed the door of the hall, and at this time, there were only four of them left in the main hall, and the disciples brought by Fuyang Zhenren and Hu Yunlong stood on both sides of the outside of the main hall.

After lunch, the monks gather in the halls where the Bodhisattvas are worshipped and chant Buddhist scriptures.

The rest of the monks who do chores will go back to the wing room for a nap.

"What do you say so much, the matter has come to this, what else do you have to worry about?" Fuyang Zhenren, "Since the master of suffering is dead set on martyrdom, sending him to see the Buddha as soon as possible can be regarded as a merit." ”

"It's not easy to take the life of an old monk. Suffering slowly took two steps forward, gestured, and swirled in the palm of his hand.

Fuyang Zhenren and Hu Yunlong are all important figures of the great sect, and their fighting spirit cultivation is not low, at least in the realm of the third stage of the Holy Martial Arts. Even if you are suffering and not injured, you can fight for dozens of rounds.

Now that the suffering is seriously injured, and there is still bitterness to help each other, the three of them must be victorious.

I don't know the suffering, in the face of the siege of the three, there is no chance of victory. However, suffering does not require the defeat of the three people, but if they escape from this main hall, the hundreds of monks in the temple will respond to each other, why can't they stop this conspiracy?

Between thoughts, the body has moved.

The suffering endured the pain, the preemptive strike, and the great compassion collapsed with great vindictiveness, forcing Fuyang Zhenren to retreat again and again.

Until the door, Ku Xing and Hu Yunlong suddenly woke up, and no longer attacked from both sides, and hurriedly stood on the left and right sides of Fuyang Zhenren, blocking the door.

At the end of the strong crossbow, it is difficult to wear the grass.

Suffering tried hard to force Fuyang Zhenren to dodge out of the door, and he hit Hu Yunlong on his back and shoulder, and he was bitter a few times, and at this time, the three of them gathered at the door, and it was difficult to attack at all.

Under dozens of moves, the strength of the fighting spirit was reduced more and more, and he had to retreat into the hall and dodge left and right.

The three of them surrounded the suffering in the middle, and all kinds of moves were all close to their death holes, and their fighting spirit burst out in all directions, hitting the wooden pillars, and the golden Buddha statue was shattered in all directions.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

The big bronze bell on the west side of the main hall of Guiyuan Temple rings and rings.

This bronze bell can only be ringed when the temple suddenly encounters a major crisis.

"Oh no, the bell is ringing. Ku Shi was secretly shocked in his heart, and immediately shouted, "It won't be long before all the disciples will rush to the main hall." ”

The three of them no longer entangled, they lucked each other in the palm of their hands, turned into a fighting spirit, and went straight to the face of suffering.

Suffering is a backflip, and the palms are shields, but where can you resist it?

After a loud bang, the whole body shook out.

The three of them didn't dare to delay a point, and once again luck came out, and another extremely strong fighting spirit shot out.

Still, Misery sat limply on the ground, blood hung from the corners of his mouth, his body was weak, and his eyes were still kind to him.

"They are all well-known grandmasters in the Douqi Sect, and it is really shameless to bully a seriously injured old monk like this. Seeing the suffering in front of him, a middle-aged man with a handsome face somehow stood out, as if he didn't care.

"Who are you?" Fuyang said, "This is a family affair of Buddhism, and it has nothing to do with you." ”

"Hahaha. The middle-aged man laughed, took off the wine gourd on his waist, raised his head and took a sip and said, "Your Excellency should be the Fuyang real person of the True Martial Arts Sect, and the family affairs of this Buddhism have something to do with you?"

"I... I.. Fuyang Zhenren took the whisk and said, "I only made it with the help of the master of suffering." ”

"What a shame!"

Fuyang Zhenren and others were about to make a move, but the footsteps outside the hall were already in a hurry, and all the monks seemed to have rushed over.

Seeing that there was no turning point, Fuyang Zhenren immediately turned around and ran to the door, opened the door of the main hall, flashed out of the main hall and shouted, "Catch the assassin quickly, someone assassinated the abbot of suffering." ”

In a panic, dozens of monks poured into the main hall together.

Ku Shi and Hu Yunlong also took advantage of this panic and slipped out of the main hall.

The man didn't chase after him, seeing that the three of them escaped from the main hall, but the monk who entered the temple listened to the lies of Fuyang Zhenren and surrounded him in the middle with a baguette.

"Don't be bitter, that traitor escaped!"

Misery stood up and shouted.

The eyes of the disciples were puzzled, but how could they not believe the abbot's words.

After a moment's hesitation, he hurriedly chased down the mountain.

"Amitabha. The Master of Suffering recited, "Thank you to the donor for coming to the rescue in time, otherwise the Buddha Sect may be destroyed." ”

"Master why not be polite. The man replied, "It's just that for some reason, the True Martial Sect and the Wuji Sect actually matched up with a bitter Zen master and caused such a big trouble." ”

"Hey. The master of suffering said, "It is also the old monk who is ignorant, and he didn't realize that the bitter junior brother had changed his life, and he had already surrendered to the court." ”

Wu Yuyin can be said to be a person under the Daoyu Gate, and he has traveled all over the world and made many friends with a lot of fighting spirits, and the master of Kuzen is one of his best friends.

However, Wu Yuyin, who does not like trouble, has been associated with Kuzen for more than ten years, but has never visited Guiyuan Temple.

Though the tribulation knew this man, he had never seen it.

As soon as the two of them talked to each other, they could be regarded as clarifying some ways.

"The bitter Zen master has passed away?" Wu Yuyin couldn't believe that with the strength of the bitter Zen's fighting spirit, he could far surpass the people of the bitter Zen master, and it would be difficult for the entire Dou Qi world to find ten people.

"The Five Poisons Sect uses poison that is unpredictable and unpredictable, and it is impossible to prevent it. Wu Yuyin nodded, "No matter how many famous masters, they can't escape the murder of him." ”

"According to what you say, the old monk really almost wronged that young man. "Suffering.

Wu Yuyin has been smart and meticulous since he was a child, and when he heard that Chong Yu and the suffering would narrate the matter, he had a general idea after a little speculation in his heart.

Contacting the treachery of the Master of Bitterness, it is more logical to speculate.

The Five Poisons Sect may have been appeased by the imperial court, and this time the risk of killing the Kuzen master must also be to promote the change of Buddhism, if the Kuzen master returned to the Guiyuan Temple safely, Fuyang Zhenren and others would never dare to make a move.

Moreover, if there is a bitter Zen master alive, even if the yin trick is used to harm the abbot of suffering, it is difficult for the bitter nature to govern the entire Buddhist sect, and it should be the abbot who presides over the position.

Such speculation is reasonable. Misery nodded in agreement.

"I expect that now the Dou Qi Realm is rising and falling, breaking the peace of the entire Dou Qi Realm, and it is very likely that the Hu Yuan Imperial Court is behind the scenes. Wu Yu said, "Now that Hu Yuan's alien race has ruled China for nearly twenty years, all the brave people who rebelled against the alien race have been suppressed. With the political situation seemingly stable, how could the imperial court allow the various factions of the fighting spirit to unite and pose a threat?"

"According to what you say, it seems that the Dou Qi Realm is about to suffer a catastrophe. "Suffering answers.

"I'm just speculating. Wu Yu groaned, "The fighting spirit has been based in China for thousands of years, and it is by no means as easy to shake as the regime. However, a killing battle for the survival of the strong is inevitable. ”

"Amitabha. Suffering said.

Wu Yuyin's speculation is completely correct, but most of the monarchs and emperors who opened the dynasty were heroic heroes.

Hu Yuan and the northland grassland tribes arose, Tian Khan eighteen people raised troops, it took fifteen years to unify the grassland tribes. At that time, the Zhao Dynasty, the Chinese regime, was already crumbling, and had to unite with the Heavenly Khan to attack and destroy the Eastern Xia Dynasty in one fell swoop.

The day after tomorrow, Khan, his son Tuoba won the position among the princes, but under the war, the Hu Yuan tribe was also divided into the Hu Yuan Dynasty, the Qincha Dynasty, and the Ilkhanate.

Tuoba was not the eldest son of the Heavenly Khan, so he was despised and ostracized by other dynasties.

Hu Yuan Great Khan, who had only been on the throne for five years, died of a violent illness in the expedition of Hu Yuan's alien race.

Hu Lie, the son of Houtuoba, whose ambition is slightly deep in the veins of the Heavenly Khan, established the strategy of internal unification of Hu Yuan's alien races, and focused on the conquest of the land of China.

The vast territory of the Huaxia Dynasty and the prosperity of its connections could completely make up for the lack of supply on the grassland. If you win the Huaxia Zhao Dynasty, you will not be afraid of the joint exclusion of the other three tribes in the grassland.

Relying on the strong military combat power of the nomads, they destroyed the extravagant and corrupt Zhao Dynasty in one fell swoop.

When the resistance of the Huaxia tribe in various places was gradually quelled and the political situation gradually stabilized, Hu Lie found that the fighting power of the various sects in the Huaxia tribe, once its energy exploded, it was enough to shake the foundation of the Hu Yuan Dynasty.

For the long-term planning of the dynasty, it is necessary to find a way to disperse, gather, suppress, and eliminate the Huaxia people before their fighting strength explodes.

"You mean, this young man is invincible to all kinds of poisons?" Suffering's eyes were surprised, "No wonder the bitter Zen disciple was poisoned by the Five Poisons Sect, but he was fine." ”

"That's true. Wu Yu said, "Buddhism is famous in the world, and the master of suffering is well-informed, so he must be able to see some clues." ”

Chong Yu stood aside, and then he realized that he was actually invincible.

No wonder in the border area, Chongjiapo has not been poisoned by Mantuomen, could it be that Huang Suyun also poisoned herself, only because she was inviolable, so she changed her strategy later?

If it weren't for this, would he have really been poisoned by Huang Suyun?

Thinking of this, Chong Yu felt inexplicably sore in his heart.